The 100th Regression of the Max-Level Player - Chapter 132 (Part 2)
Chapter 132: The 9th Round Representative Selection Vote (Part 2)
Min Juri’s lips formed a long curve.
A feeling as if her heart had been cleared.
An irresistible smile spread across her face.
“So you were an acquaintance of Lord Black Scythe from the real world. I’m sorry for being sensitive. I was on guard because you were a stranger.”
Min Juri apologized with a smile as if she had let go of the emotions from moments ago.
With her stepping forward like this, Yamti had no choice but to apologize as well.
“I’m sorry, too. I responded sharply, didn’t I?”
Ryu Min was the one who answered her.
“Sharp doesn’t begin to cover it. It was downright rude for a first encounter.”
He said this while secretly glaring at Yamti.
‘Don’t unnecessarily pick fights with my acquaintances that if you don’t want to be taught a lesson.’
Yamti, reading the intent in his eyes, lowered her gaze like a scolded puppy.
At that moment, a group of familiar faces approached from afar.
Seo Arin, An Sangcheol, and Ma Kyung-rok were among them.
“Hello, Lord Black Scythe.”
“Hello!”
Excluding Ma Kyung-rok, the expressions of the two were brighter than usual.
Seo Arin was pleased to meet Black Scythe again, whom she had seen in reality, and An Sangcheol was in a good mood having finally joined Ma Kyung-rok.
“And who is this?”
Ryu Min pretended not to know and turned his gaze to Ma Kyung-rok, prompting Ahn Sangcheol to introduce him as if he had been planning to.
“Let me introduce you, Lord Black Scythe. This person is the representative of our company, Ma… Heavenly Demon.”
“Maheaven Demon?”
“No, no, it’s Heavenly Demon, Heavenly Demon.”
Ma Kyung-rok stepped forward and extended his hand.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Black Scythe-nim.”
Ryu Min shook hands, feigning ignorance.
“Heavenly Demon… I never thought I’d meet a named rank 2 or 3 player like this.”
“Ha ha, named? I’m not even in the top 3 anymore.”
Ma Kyung-rok was friendly despite it being their first meeting.
He owed Black Scythe for past debts.
“I’ve heard a lot from An Manager. You helped them from thugs during the 2nd round. And in the 6th round, you partied with them and helped them level up.”
“Well, yes.”
“As a representative, I’m very grateful. Thank you for helping my employees.”
“Thanks are unnecessary.”
Ryu Min maintained a casual tone.
Fortunately, Ma Kyung-rok didn’t seem to take offense.
What could a level 38 do if a level 80 wanted to speak informally?
Then Seo Arin cautiously joined the conversation.
“By the way, Lord Black Scythe. Who is sh…?”
She was pointing at Yamti.
When pointed out, Yamti raised her head with a sly look.
“Nice to meet you. Are you Lord Black Scythe’s comrade? I’m Yamti, a real-life acquaintance of Lord Black Scythe.”
“Real-life… acquaintance?”
Seo Arin’s pupils wavered.
Wasn’t she the only one who knew Black Scythe in real life?
‘Well, a skilled player like Lord Black Scythe would have many people around him.’
Even now, quite a few people were gathered, weren’t they?
‘Wait, does that mean this Yamti person knows Lord Black Scythe’s real face?’
She had only seen him with a white mask, never his actual face.
Seo Arin looked at Yamti with jealous eyes.
She, too, wished to be called a real-life acquaintance of Black Scythe.
[Have you had a good time chatting? Korean players?]
At that moment, Ariel returned after the angels had finished their discussion.
“Currently, with the merger of 7 regions, we have 7 region representatives. As I mentioned earlier, we need to select one person to be the representative. The one selected will effectively become the representative of all Korean players.”
Ma Kyung-rok listened attentively to the angel’s words.
Not surprisingly, he was one of the representatives.
He was in a position to compete with Black Scythe.
“So, how will the selection be conducted? We considered the basic method of a death match, but…”
At the mention of a death match, Ma Kyung-rok flinched and looked at Ryu Min.
‘I’m not confident in a death match…’
If he had to fight against a level 80, the outcome was obvious.
“After discussing, we’ve decided to conduct this representative selection fairly through voting.”
“Voting?”
“Like the voting in round 2, you can nominate your desired representative player from among the 7 candidates.”
Upon hearing it would be a vote, hope appeared on Ma Kyung-rok’s face.
‘Perhaps this could be an opportunity for me?’
He was not confident in a death match, but voting gave him a sliver of possibility.
“Then, shall we proceed with the voting? Those who do not choose will be annihilated on the spot, so please make to choose quickly.”
As soon as the angel fluttered its wings, a message appeared in front of the people.
“Please vote for one person to be the representative of the merged region.”
└ 1. Black Scythe (Lv80 Reaper)
└ 2. Cheonma (Lv38 Dark Knight)
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└ 7. Dumb Fools (Lv38 Shaman)
“Time remaining for voting: 00:00:59”
Players hesitated before touching their fingers to the screen.
Since the choice appeared only to their eyes, there was no need to worry about being seen.
[Note that the representatives are candidates and do not have the right to vote. Leave it to fate.]
As the angel said, Ma Kyung-rok swallowed nervously, hoping for a good outcome.
‘Maybe I can become the representative, surpassing Black Scythe.’
He looked at Black Scythe with anticipation.
‘He might not show it, but he must be nervous.’
This could be a moment where he might lose the position of region representative.
After a minute passed, the angel announced the results.
[Let’s check the results, shall we?]